Wednesday, June 15, 2005

Last night was a perfect night.

I got home from work and Joe and I played catch, hit balls off the tee and chased fireflies. He's got your ability to hit balls all the way from the front porch into the street. He liked watching me run after the ball. I gotta make sure not to get hit by a car.

Your little brother has turned into a true little boy. He is a lot like you.